Chapter 164: Knife Token

From the second round onward, this game would become increasingly difficult.

Zi Chen’s “Ao Hui” had somewhat diluted the “Mi Mang,” and if Su Shan played “Dao Zi” in this round, the other side might take action.

It wouldn’t kill Zhao Yi Sheng, but it would be enough to injure him.

Qi Xia’s top priority right now was to use up all the “Sheng Zi” cards in his hand; otherwise, the situation would turn passive.

“Please draw a card,” Di Ji said.

Su Shan didn’t hesitate and quickly drew a new card into his hand.

Qi Xia followed suit and drew his own card.

“Shi Tou.”

“Annoying…” Qi Xia felt a slight irritation in his heart but still put away the “Shi Tou” card.

Even if Zhao Yi Sheng used “Dao Zi” against Zi Chen’s “Sheng Zi,” he might not be able to kill the opponent, and besides, Qi Xia hadn’t drawn a single “Dao Zi” so far.

“You said your name is Qi Xia, right?” Su Shan asked.

“Yes.”

“Why did you play ‘Sheng Zi’ just now?”

Qi Xia raised an eyebrow and said, “Weren’t we just discussing a ‘Ping Ju’? So I had to play a card without any lethality.”

Su Shan paused, then asked, “What about this time? Is it still ‘Sheng Zi’?”

“Yes,” Qi Xia said, “It’s still ‘Sheng Zi’.”

After saying that, Qi Xia placed a card face down on the table.

“Su Shan, this card represents my intention of ‘He Zuo’.”

“Is that so?”

Su Shan paused briefly, thought for a moment, and then placed a card face down as well.

Zhao Yi Sheng and Zi Chen watched the two nervously, unsure of their plans.

“Please reveal your cards,” Di Ji gestured.

The two flipped their cards: Qi Xia had “Sheng Zi” again, but Su Shan had “Shi Tou.”

Zhao Yi Sheng was still some distance from the table and had no idea what Qi Xia had played, but he hurried back to the window to wait for his “prop.”

When he saw an old rope thrown down once more, Zhao Yi Sheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

“Qi Xia… are you really trying to get me killed?!”

He picked up the rope and turned back, seeing that the opponent held a brick.

“Damn it!!” Zhao Yi Sheng quickly retreated to the corner, staring at the other with a face full of terror.

The two sides fell into an awkward standoff again, as time passed quickly.

Zi Chen knew that no matter what, he couldn’t let down Su Shan’s expectations this time, so he gritted his teeth, took a few steps forward, and hurled the brick at Zhao Yi Sheng with a baseball-throwing motion.

Zhao Yi Sheng huddled in the corner, covering his head with his hands and tucking up one leg to protect his vital areas.

Amid his terrified screams, the brick hit his thigh.

It hurt a lot, but it wasn’t a serious injury.

Zhao Yi Sheng let out a wail as the brick fell to the ground.

“Time’s up. Please stop, ‘Bo Dou Zhe,’ and throw the prop into the window.”

Zi Chen had just built up his momentum, but upon hearing this, he seemed to deflate suddenly.

He awkwardly nodded toward Zhao Yi Sheng, then walked over, bent down, and picked up the brick from the ground.

In that moment, Zhao Yi Sheng’s expression turned cold and stern.

He slowly tightened his grip on the rope in his hand, a bold idea spreading through his mind: could he strangle the other here?

This was the only way “Sheng Zi” could kill.

But if he did that, what about the “Gui Ze”?

In the end, he didn’t act.

The two of them retreated to the side looking somewhat disappointed, each picked up their prop, and threw it into the window.

Qi Xia looked at the tall man, and a slow smile crept onto his lips as he murmured, “Strike while the iron is hot, then decline, and exhaust on the third try.”

Zhao Yi Sheng rubbed his bruised thigh, pressed on it a few times to check, and found that his bone wasn’t injured—just a bruise—so he felt relieved. He lifted his head and stared at the person in front of him with resentment.

“Big guy… are you really going to make a move?” Zhao Yi Sheng asked.

“Big brother… I’m sorry… but I can’t die, and I can’t let Su Shan die either…”

“You…” Zhao Yi Sheng gritted his teeth and muttered curses under his breath.

Outside the glass room, the scene was different.

Qi Xia and Su Shan sat quietly in their places, looking at each other, their eyes hiding murderous intent.

“I’ve shown ‘Zhen Xin’ twice, and what I got was ‘Dao Zi’ and ‘Shi Tou’,” Qi Xia said. “I’m very disappointed.”

“‘Zhen Xin’? Is that right?” Su Shan stroked his chin and said, “Let me guess, Qi Xia, is there another possibility?”

Qi Xia raised an eyebrow: “I’m all ears.”

“What if your starting five cards had a lot of ‘Sheng Zi,’ forcing you to play it for two rounds in a row?”

Hearing this, Qi Xia’s pupils contracted slightly.

“Because you had to play ‘Sheng Zi,’ you came up with a plan on the spot and suggested ‘He Zuo’ to me. If I agreed, you could steadily use up your ‘Sheng Zi’ and then look for a chance to kill me later. If I didn’t agree, you could use the excuse of ‘showing Zhen Xin’ to influence my next play.” Su Shan lifted her bright eyes and looked at Qi Xia, asking, “I wonder if this guess is a bit abrupt and makes you uncomfortable?”

“Not at all.” Qi Xia showed a pleased expression, then tapped his temple with his hand. “I enjoy playing games with smart people. If I survive, I’ll become even stronger.”

“Thank you for calling me a smart person.” Su Shan forced a smile. “Let’s continue.”

With that, she reached out and drew a card, looked at it, and added it to her hand.

Qi Xia couldn’t read any useful information from her expression, so he lowered his head and drew a card as well.

“Please, give me a ‘Dao Zi’,” Qi Xia thought to himself.

He slowly picked up the card, glanced at it, and his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

“Dao Zi”!

Su Shan stared at Qi Xia’s expression and couldn’t help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

This man had shown a weakness.

Qi Xia calmed himself, slowly put the card into his hand, and stared at it for a long time.

Since he’d drawn “Dao Zi,” he needed to rethink his strategy.

Qi Xia slowly looked up and asked, “Su Shan, I’m asking you very seriously one more time: are you really not going to cooperate with me?”

“No cooperation,” Su Shan said. “The ‘Gui Ze’ never mentioned that two teams can work together, and besides, I can’t fully trust you.”

“In that case, don’t regret it.” Qi Xia slammed a card down on the table.

“Heh, who regrets it is still up in the air.”

Su Shan didn’t hesitate and placed a card face down on the table: “I’ve chosen.”

Di Ji stepped forward: “Please reveal your cards.”

The two flipped their cards.

In front of Su Shan was a “Dun Pai.”

She showed a hint of coldness and looked at Qi Xia: “You wanted to go all out, but I’ll make sure you miss completely.”

Qi Xia nodded and flipped his card.

It was another “Sheng Zi.”